Dearest little mouse! Having just woken up, it is again only 6 in the morning, I want to send you my greetings and news. In the 3 weeks since I last wrote to you I have been very busy. I have been doing Esperanto with a great enthusiasm and I have quite a number of pupils. Further I have set up a factory for the production of soap and shoe polish but have not had any satisfactory results yet. Both these products are insanely expensive here and of poor quality; my ambition will only be satisfied when I have produced good and at the same time cheap soap and polish. Being busy during the day, I had to use the morning hours for studies. I celebrated Kurtel's birthday by inviting my companions for a fine afternoon tea.
Since Easter there was an interruption in the post service and I was without news from you for nearly three weeks. It is a sign how deadened and emotionless I have become that I did not even get excited by the absence of news. Yesterday a postcard arrived at last and I was pleased to read that you are all in good health.
To think about the possibilities when we might be back at home is most distressing. I can't help it, but I am a sceptic and I fear that it will take still very, very long. This "long" is not 2 or 3 months but a year at least, perhaps even more. You see, darling, how hard it is to live with the thought how long I still have to be far away from you and the children. Only sometimes I pull myself up and my mood improves, supported by the idea that in spite of everything the end must come one day, and with it new, better times. Enough for today, darling, I have to start working if I want to get through my daily task. God protect you and the sweet kids. 1,000,000 kisses.